**You ever just need to vent about things you see and hear in
the world? Yeah this is that moment in rhyme when I needed to get shit
off my chest. If you are tagged please drop your opinions/feedback/etc
below. Enjoy!**
this poem is for those that
think i don't see your true colors showing
understand within my quiet is a knowing
that it won't be long before you take yourself away from me.
there are many ways to make art
yours in not synonymous with success
just because it works for you
doesn't mean your way is best
while others can do what you can do
we don't all operate the same
much like how we don't all have the same name
or play by the same rules in this game
we all make it in our own ways
what matters at the end of the day
is who was there to support when the time came
whether you stood by me through the sunshine and the rain
did you do more then offer up more of the same
shouting your disbelief from my corner
patting my back with hands that bury me in public
forgetting we're all out here because we love it
i work harder then most will ever know
spread praise on all that came before me
extend an open hand as to not waste any opportunity
keep my faith to myself, so opinions of others will not ruin me.
will not discourage me from continuing
walking where HIS sight has led me
sharing the food that She has given me
until my dying breathe, i will see us form community
while you continue to compete
defeat your purpose with your unconscious duplicity
think i'll be nothing without your support of me
i have the support of creation, all Its magnificence is working through me
so please do me, and you a favor
before you call me trash
offer up some advice or a helping hand
& then decide where it is you stand
This blog is dedicated to the poetry of my life. Inspired by people, events, and experiences I have encountered while travelling through my Saturn's Return.
Friday, May 24, 2013
In Memory
She
brown skinned
stocky
joy filled
exuded all that you'd expect from a lady
and then some
she
educated and educator
taught me lessons of womanhood
my child mind wasn't ready to absorb
yet
still she tried with me
took her time relaying lessons
of her experience
like
how to be a brown woman
with class
like how to check my smart mouth
how to hope
and to remember that one day
i too will be old
and wise
like she
not of my blood
yet bound to my soul
and memory
on this day i sit in silence
remembering
let the skies spread the emptiness i still feel with her loss
on this day of her birth
i hope i have made her proud
i hope she watches me
with the same smile that greeted me like the dawn.
i hope she has found her love
& her family
i hold her hope in my heart
mingled with memories that will never fade
she remains
the best part of me
that i give away
because she of what she gave to me
brown skinned
stocky
joy filled
exuded all that you'd expect from a lady
and then some
she
educated and educator
taught me lessons of womanhood
my child mind wasn't ready to absorb
yet
still she tried with me
took her time relaying lessons
of her experience
like
how to be a brown woman
with class
like how to check my smart mouth
how to hope
and to remember that one day
i too will be old
and wise
like she
not of my blood
yet bound to my soul
and memory
on this day i sit in silence
remembering
let the skies spread the emptiness i still feel with her loss
on this day of her birth
i hope i have made her proud
i hope she watches me
with the same smile that greeted me like the dawn.
i hope she has found her love
& her family
i hold her hope in my heart
mingled with memories that will never fade
she remains
the best part of me
that i give away
because she of what she gave to me
Labels:
acceptance,
death,
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